Bussin lyrics

[Verse 1]
Rockin' these motherf*ckin' diamonds
VVS bust down on my left wrist
Reach for my motherf*ckin' chain (My motherf*ckin' chain)
pus*y boy, boy, you must got a death wish
I'm in LA with a b*tch out of Vegas
Pull out the Maybach, I love the Mercedes
I took a shot of that Henn', now I'm faded
Drop hit after hit, I been goin' too crazy
VVS diamonds, your diamonds fugazi
Drippin' like water, I swear I'm too wavy
All of y'all n*ggas be soundin' outdated
Gave racks to my mama, she glad that I made it
Hop in the coupe, just me and you
Shawty, let's take us a ride tonight
Fifty racks on me, just me and my homie
I swear you can't f*ck up my vibe tonight

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm bussin' (b*tch, I'm bussin'), ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, n*gga know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my n*ggas gon' eat, really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
b*tch, I'm bussin'
[Verse 2]
Hold up a four of that lean
I'm in a room with a ho on her knees
Pretty bad b*tch, got like four on my team
And she do what I want 'cause she know what I need
Ho don't even smoke, she gon' roll up my weed
I'm out in Cali, I might just get high
Puffin' on Runtz, three-point-five in a blunt
Duke just passed me that sh*t, man, I swear that sh*t fire
Ayy, came up from nothing (Nothing)
We gotta make it, that's why I go grind
Ayy, ain't no discussion
Drop hit after hit, I been out of my mind
Too many b*tches wan' f*ck, I can't f*ck 'em all
I hit that ho from the back, then I'm bussin' off
I want a plaque, what the f*ck is you fussin' 'bout?
Ran up the racks, now my diamonds, they bussin' out (HD)

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm bussin' (b*tch, I'm bussin'), ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, n*gga know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my n*ggas gon' eat, really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
b*tch, I'm bussin'